Found strange objects that looked like jets in your eyes with a dark view
Will you be the ghost that dances with me from a distance
Won't you collide with me like a typhoon
Won't there be a nightmare
Beautiful as this one
I could hit the moon rocks
Like they'd like what's black underneath your eyes
sparks in a hidden forest as who knows what it could be a bear or Bigfoot
Roaming like an Indica ghost
eyes low got you waking up on the moon
Looking for a bong in the unknown
She's harmless
She's the spark of the blunt
For the sunrise
Within a house that...